Got a lot of work stuff done
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cornerofmadnessSo that's a good thing because I'm seriously behind.
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yuukihikari and peppaminty
I even wrote a little. Not much and NOT on the thing I MUST get done (i.e. the steampunk novella). I don't know what's wrong with me.
Speaking about not knowing what's wrong with me. WHY did I wake up every other hour to pee last night when my sugar was normal. I DID however have the weirdest fucking dreams. I only remember fragments of it.
I was upstairs at grandma's. The rooms were empty of furniture, all there was were the carpets that have been there from the late 50's (I'm not even lying here) burnt orange (one room) and olive green (the other) I had people there. I can't tell you any of their names. I was in the burnt orange room with two people doing surgery on that carpet while people brought me tools from the other room.
I cut off the hands of two patients. There was no blood. I dug the carpal bones out of one wrist and exchanged them with the other wrist successfully then sewed them up. I went outside to the side porch where people were trumpeting my success and I was trying to shut them up. Didn't they know I could get in trouble for what I had just done?
Then after falling back to sleep after one potty break I dreamt I was in England I think with friends, I think one was MKF, the leader of my local nano group. First we were in a mall, old and filled with bars and we were running around through secret passages. In other words my typical convoluted building dream. I don't know what we were afraid of. Then we were in a parking garage and I was bitching about trying to park in London and how I couldn't do it. MKF got out of my car and I tried to park it. Couldn't. Then a car left.
But suddenly I'm not in my car any more. I'm standing in the parking spot holding it for MKF to park but she had gone to get her boyfriend (forget the fact she's married) and returns with a black-haired hottie not much older than her kids. She gets me out of the spot (the cars are totally gone at this point) and tells me she sold her work on trees, the magic and science of them and was showing me all the editors comments on paper, the old-fashioned way but Black-Hair is making eyes at me and she wonders if I'm trying to steal her boyfriend.
Yeah I have no idea what goes on in this fucked up mind of mine. But it is occasionally amusing.
I think I need to trim my flist on twitter. I have more than one person live tweeting the congress shut down, like who the fuck needs this?
I nearly slipped a disc lifting a box off my porch. I was like OOO my books. Nope my 50 pounds of marble. Holy hell. I have SUCH issues with picturing lengths in my head. I didn't need double of any of these. I have SO MUCH marble now.
And I thank you, Flist, for keeping your spoilers cut. I'll be weeks behind on seeing any of the new shows. You've been great about that.
declutter day 139 item tossed-Two dyed howlite necklaces why kept -Bought at OH state fair, didn’t know they were dyed turquoise why tossed -The dye has worn off and they’re rather ugly now
HAPPY BIRTHDAY to
yuukihikari and peppamintyI even wrote a little. Not much and NOT on the thing I MUST get done (i.e. the steampunk novella). I don't know what's wrong with me.
Speaking about not knowing what's wrong with me. WHY did I wake up every other hour to pee last night when my sugar was normal. I DID however have the weirdest fucking dreams. I only remember fragments of it.
I was upstairs at grandma's. The rooms were empty of furniture, all there was were the carpets that have been there from the late 50's (I'm not even lying here) burnt orange (one room) and olive green (the other) I had people there. I can't tell you any of their names. I was in the burnt orange room with two people doing surgery on that carpet while people brought me tools from the other room.
I cut off the hands of two patients. There was no blood. I dug the carpal bones out of one wrist and exchanged them with the other wrist successfully then sewed them up. I went outside to the side porch where people were trumpeting my success and I was trying to shut them up. Didn't they know I could get in trouble for what I had just done?
Then after falling back to sleep after one potty break I dreamt I was in England I think with friends, I think one was MKF, the leader of my local nano group. First we were in a mall, old and filled with bars and we were running around through secret passages. In other words my typical convoluted building dream. I don't know what we were afraid of. Then we were in a parking garage and I was bitching about trying to park in London and how I couldn't do it. MKF got out of my car and I tried to park it. Couldn't. Then a car left.
But suddenly I'm not in my car any more. I'm standing in the parking spot holding it for MKF to park but she had gone to get her boyfriend (forget the fact she's married) and returns with a black-haired hottie not much older than her kids. She gets me out of the spot (the cars are totally gone at this point) and tells me she sold her work on trees, the magic and science of them and was showing me all the editors comments on paper, the old-fashioned way but Black-Hair is making eyes at me and she wonders if I'm trying to steal her boyfriend.
Yeah I have no idea what goes on in this fucked up mind of mine. But it is occasionally amusing.
I think I need to trim my flist on twitter. I have more than one person live tweeting the congress shut down, like who the fuck needs this?
I nearly slipped a disc lifting a box off my porch. I was like OOO my books. Nope my 50 pounds of marble. Holy hell. I have SUCH issues with picturing lengths in my head. I didn't need double of any of these. I have SO MUCH marble now.
And I thank you, Flist, for keeping your spoilers cut. I'll be weeks behind on seeing any of the new shows. You've been great about that.
declutter day 139 item tossed-Two dyed howlite necklaces why kept -Bought at OH state fair, didn’t know they were dyed turquoise why tossed -The dye has worn off and they’re rather ugly now
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Date: 2013-10-01 02:34 am (UTC)Def. weird dreams... but I know what you mean about those carpet colors; we had the green (we called it sn*t green) in my house for YEARS...
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Date: 2013-10-01 02:50 am (UTC)def. weird is right. Sn*t green works. I seriously think those have been upstairs if not from when the house was remodeled in 1952 then very close after it. My thought was WHY is this in perfect condition? WTF is it made out of?
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Date: 2013-10-01 11:35 am (UTC)Because you don't really want to finish the steampunk novel?
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Date: 2013-10-01 02:19 pm (UTC)but I do. It's already sold. I don't want to disappoint anyone and I'm already looking forward to its cover
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Date: 2013-10-02 02:45 am (UTC)*huge smile*
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Date: 2013-10-02 03:34 pm (UTC)but I got nowhere last night. One stinky sentence
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